This blog used to be "Carnelli" then I changed it to "Habe Kein Zeit" because it timed out. In English, this means "I have no time." ... for this. Well, here I am again.

Guess what! Someone asked me to go somewhere with them. It was very interesting and different. I saw a guy who makes 'zines and was fascinated--both by him and by the others there. The event took place at Chop Suey Books (if that doesn't work go to abebooks.com and search for Chop Suey Books). The author who created the 'zines Walkie Talkie, Nate Powell (Soft Skull Press) was there discussing his work. Sure was a nice change from my usual homogenized activities. The theme discussed was the ethical issues and side effects of publishing personal experiences that involve others—especially in embarassing or sensitive situations. I think we pretty much decided it was okay.

And in other news, I spent a heavenly weekend at the beach. Ostensibly to take care of my mother but she didn't need much caretaking. She just sailed through a cataract operation and is thrilled to discover that she can now read without glasses. Before I drove down there I checked the traffic and the events. Unfortunately, the traffic people don't post on weekends. Now, who came up with that idea? I've decided to rent a helicopter next time. I won't tell you where I went. I don't want you going there.

I'm writing now. I have an editor. It's rough going. It's a lot easier to read than it is to write and I've been writing one thing or another all my life. I'm giving up on dancing for now. Maybe later. I must say it's great to be writing. I feel I've accomplished some thing when I write.

Ah, heat and sun at last. It's so great after all the rain. I plan on spending lots of time out in it this weekend.

. . . For those of you wondering what happened to Hughie Grant. I checked out Amanda Pays today. It was a little disconcerting to discover she is very unhollywoodian--just an ordinary person like you and me. Max Headroom and I was there! Almost makes me wish I could watch the FX channel.

Actually, my son Tim, is more like the ground staff at an airport than a machinist. Took me long enough to figure that out! He's going to be in Yakota soon.

Meanwhile. I've not posted in a while. A common disease. I'm a little frustrated, confused and bored and depressed. I have a job interview on Monday. Yesterday my boss told me I'm not calm enough. Independent testing shows I am among the most calm segment of the nation. I don't know. I guess she had to find something I need to improve.

Saw "Bruce Almighty" tonight. Go Bruce! (Has Jim done something to his jawline?) Yesterday watched "About a Boy." Hugh Grant is my new idol. I may join a fan club. He looks seriously underweight. Seriously. There is no official Hugh Grant site. Darn.

Mostly I'm missing the man in my life. Whoever he is. I ignored my phone calls for the last two days and now I wonder why no one has asked me to go somewhere with them. So I guess that means ... lonely.